tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post115209657784387686..comments2024-03-04T12:44:00.261+00:00Comments on Debi Alper: Is this normal?Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09600815804658702077noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-23706062751125213612022-03-05T11:59:29.165+00:002022-03-05T11:59:29.165+00:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Crack Keygen Patch Softwareshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13314428901703645669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-1152203570310448082006-07-06T16:32:00.000+00:002006-07-06T16:32:00.000+00:00Well now I'm getting it from both ends - so to spe...Well now I'm getting it from both ends - so to speak. <BR/>Have just had the most hideously frustrating day with my wonderful 91 year old dad, trying to sort out various aspects of ... oh shit. Think I'm going to have to do a post about this and don't have time now ...<BR/>'Age Rage' - coming soon to a screen near you ...Debihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09600815804658702077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-1152126858799611552006-07-05T19:14:00.000+00:002006-07-05T19:14:00.000+00:00Yes, it's so normal and the thing is when they are...Yes, it's so normal and the thing is when they are babies you think I'll be glad when they are older so I can stop worring (ha, ha).You just change one set of worries for another lot.<BR/><BR/>It's such a strange feeling of being pround of them and totally scared for them. When my oldest started secondary school a friend whose daughter started the same day came to my house and we drank a lot of coffee and watched X men videos so by the time they came home we where quite hyper and they had just took it in their stride.<BR/><BR/>But have been assured by of my sons that I'm a total embarrassment as a parent, so must be doing a fairly good job.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-1152125883584030442006-07-05T18:58:00.000+00:002006-07-05T18:58:00.000+00:00This is so strange, I just came from leaving a com...This is so strange, I just came from leaving a comment on Frank's blog (Books, Inq.) about Jenny having this day tomorrow.<BR/>It is a painful time, Debi, I agree -- has featured very large in our house for the past school year. The process is so protracted. Jenny goes off tomorrow for her taster day, and I'll go to the parents' meeting at 2. She really does not want to go to secondary school or grow up. She's an August baby so still only 10. Booo Hooo! I said to her tonight (she's off acting in her school production) "soon you'll be a teenager and then what will I do?", to which she replied, "Don't worry, Mum, it will be ages until I am a teenager." Sweetheart.<BR/><BR/>Cathy seemed to be so ready for secondary school, and has grown up wonderfully (I say grown up, she is 15 but seems grown up and independent). Jenny just seems like a baby. Sob!Maxine Clarkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06628509319992204770noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-1152115810078645432006-07-05T16:10:00.000+00:002006-07-05T16:10:00.000+00:00I don't think it's unusal Debi. My mum still has ...I don't think it's unusal Debi. My mum still has this type of memory from when she first took me to nursery school!<BR/><BR/>I love and can relate to Verillion's comments. In my case I'm the one that's supposed to check in regularly. If there's a delay I get the dreaded voicemail... (If I haven't been in touch then there MUST be something wrong.)<BR/><BR/>I don't have kids, but guess I'd be over protective if I did, as I see a frightening world out there.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-1152112940823597472006-07-05T15:22:00.000+00:002006-07-05T15:22:00.000+00:00Yeah, I know all that really ... it's not so much ...Yeah, I know all that really ... it's not so much that it hurts but that it makes me feel queazy! My normal reaction to this stuff is to retch. Guess that's what's meant by a visceral response.<BR/>Anyway, he's home and safe and had a ball. <BR/>And he has the pencil case, pencils, pen and ruler to prove it ... all emblazoned with the immortal words:<BR/>I am proud to belong to xxx school!Debihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09600815804658702077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-1152109351753284092006-07-05T14:22:00.000+00:002006-07-05T14:22:00.000+00:00And I'm knocking on 35 and my Mum still calls me r...And I'm knocking on 35 and my Mum still calls me regular as clockwork once a week to check in. If I'm out and she misses me I start getting texts, e mails, and even the dreaded voice mail that she hates leaving. So I guess it never stops.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08533913253403252799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-1152106376800046262006-07-05T13:32:00.000+00:002006-07-05T13:32:00.000+00:00Yep - agree with Sharon, better get used to itYep - agree with Sharon, better get used to itAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-1152105000952972452006-07-05T13:10:00.000+00:002006-07-05T13:10:00.000+00:00What Minx said! And as my oldest is 29, I can tell...What Minx said! And as my oldest is 29, I can tell you that it never stops.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-1152100549070624612006-07-05T11:55:00.000+00:002006-07-05T11:55:00.000+00:00We give birth to them Debi, they grow, they succee...We give birth to them Debi, they grow, they succeed, we cry.<BR/><BR/>It is the cycle of life and it hurts!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03665385782194826703noreply@blogger.com